Tomorrow is my first Mother's Day. Well, not technically, I guess, since I've lived through many Mother's Days before, but my first as an actual mother. We got pregnant a couple of weeks after Mother's Day last year; at least we think we did. No one, including Adam and I or my doctor, knows exactly when it happened. I won't go into details--all the men are saying "thank you!"--it's a long story having to do with female hormones being out of whack and such.
Anyhoo, back to Mother's Day. I was, from the minute we saw those two lines cross on that pregnancy test, a mother. I immediately loved the little speck of a baby growing inside me, terrified though I was. Don't get me wrong--Aubrey was planned, and I was elated to get pregnant, but I was still scared to death. Big responsibility and all that. I had no inkling at that time just how terrified my baby could make me, but y'all all know the story. I loved being pregnant, hearing her heartbeat, seeing her sweet face on the ultrasound, feeling her kickbox, watching her move in my belly. I wish she would have stayed with me a little longer (ok, a lot longer), but looking at her now...well, there's just no argument. She's perfect. Even when she's blurting on me, or crying her little head off at who-knows-what, or filling up a diaper right after I put a clean one on her. She's just...indescribable. All those times my mom told me, "just wait til you have one of your own. You'll know what I mean." Well, I know what you meant, mom. Aubrey was born with my heart in her too-tiny hand, and I have the distinct impression that she will keep it forever.
I have to take a moment to thank my mom. A girl couldn't ask for a better one, and, though we've always been close, I don't think Adam and I would've survived the time after Aubrey was born without her. She always just knows what to do, is always right there with what will help, but she's never too pushy about trying to help (even when it's obvious to all with eyeballs that I need it but am too stubborn to ask for it). I can only hope that Aubrey and I will have the kind of relationship that my mom and I have.
We're having baby dedication for Aubrey at church tomorrow, so that should be nice. Then we get to go eat with my whole family. Aside from having a kick-butt mama, I'm also blessed to have a rockin' aunt and, at 32 years old, both of my grandmothers nearby. Lucky, lucky girl.
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Correction... Keli is only 25 yrs old.
Adam
I am so blessed to have you for a daughter and know how much you love Aubrey. I am so proud of you, mom, and what a great job you have done with our baby girl.
ReplyDeleteYou and Adam have done such a great job with Aubrey, she is so beautiful and you can look at her pictures and tell she is so happy and loved so much. This is the first of many Mother's Days to come enjoy everyone, they will only get better!!! Pat
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